After years of hiding my secret submissive fantasies I finally mustered the courage to make a profile for a kink dating site. Blushing with shame, I said that my interests included bondage, spanking, and humiliation. I couldn't believe my luck when a dominant woman began chatting me up! She said her roommate was dominant too and asked if I would like to come over for a "play session." I was so excited I nearly came in my pants right there.
Nervously I showed up at Rachel and Sara's apartment. They brought me over to the couch where they sat on either side of me and asked me how long I have had these fantasies. As one of them ran a hand across my leg to reassure me, they coaxed me into confessing shameful secrets about my porn habits, how often I masturbate, what I think about while I do it, etc.
Eventually, they asked if I wanted to play and I eagerly said yes. They told me to get up and strip for them. They smirked, noting that I already had a raging erection. Rachel ordered me to my knees, which I did. She had me crawl over to their coffee table and bend over it. They wasted no time binding my legs and wrists to coffee table and then one of them playfully tussled my hair. Next they retreated to the bedroom leaving me in my predicament. I waited for a long time and heard giggling from the bedroom.
When Rachel returned she was wearing a strapon! It was a very large, realistic looking one with simulated veins in the rubber. She knelt in front of me and her huge rubber cock bobbed in front of my face. With my peripheral vision, I could see Sara setting up what appeared to be a camera tripod!
I tried to speak, but Rachel just smiled and pressed a finger to my lips. Then Sara was behind me, gripping my throbbing cock. "Open your mouth," Rachel said. I opened and she poked her huge dildo into my mouth, stretching my jaw open. "Suck," she ordered.
Rachel gripped my hair and began guiding my head back and forth on her huge cock. As she did so, Sara began fondling my balls and stroking my cock, making me more excited. I began to moan onto Rachel's huge strapon.
I felt an orgasm building when Sara's hand stopped and the cock pulled out of my mouth. I lay there panting, watching strings of saliva stretch between my used mouth and Rachel's enormous dildo.
"Here's how this will work," said Rachel, "If you want us to give you more pleasure, you're going to have suck cock for us."
I opened my mouth a bit wider, hoping to feel Sara's hand again.
"No," she said, "If you want to suck more cock, you're going to have to beg for it."
"Please," I murmured, blushing with shame, "Please may I suck your cock?"
"No," she said sternly, "Beg harder. Beg like the horny little slut that you are."
"Please . . . Please stick your big cock back . . . back in this slut's mouth," I said.
"Good whore," said Rachel. She resumed fucking my face and Sara began edging me again.
It went on like this for what seemed like hours. Sara would bring me to the edge or orgasm while Rachel sawed the dildo in and out of my mouth, occasionally pausing so I could debase myself by begging. As I got more and more desperate, they kept calling me slut, bitch, and whore.
When Rachel grew tired of this, she rose and took off the strap on, only to affix it to some sort of tripod stand. She put the cock back in front of my face and said, "Keep servicing it, like a good cockwhore." My jaw was starting to hurt, but I obediently wrapped my lips back around the big dildo. I was in a brain fog of lust and submission.
Sara stopped touching me and I whimpered onto the cock. I heard her ask Rachel, "Ready for phase two?"
Suddenly, I felt something hard pressing against my exposed asshole. For just a second I tried to turn my head, but Rachel put a hand on the back of my neck. "No one said you could stop, cocksucker!"
"Sarah, bring the camera over. I want to record breaking in this whore's cherry."
I felt a second dildo, that was mercifully smaller than the one in my mouth, work its way inside my virgin ass. Sara appeared in front of holding a camcorder. "Smile, slut!," she said.
